Friday, April 27, 2012

Cost of Love

Grief is the cost of love, but our struggle to continue living in hope is the price of seeing those we love again in a world of joy.
~George Anderson

Friday, April 20, 2012

Amazing LRB Story

I have been so blessed to come into contact with many wonderful people who have found me through my Little Red Bird facebook page. There are no coincidences and I believe we were all meant to find each other. Each story touches my heart in a different way..... this particular one I'm about to share here is really special. Proof that our little red bird is truly as gift from above. She always shows up at most extreme times in our lives and somehow we "just know" that there is something in this special visit. Somewhere deep in our soul something is awakened and the more we connect with each other it confirms what was already whispered from our soul. Our little red bird chirps LOVE HOPE and INSPIRATION and for me that is good enough! Everything else is extra. Enjoy:


I wrote to ya in the past about my encounter with a little red bird who has come to my window every day since December 16th, 2011 and still does on a daily basis. I would like to share my story with you.

I was 14 when my mother passed away suddenly form a heart attack and my sister says that every time she sees a cardinal she thinks of our mother as she always loved them. Many years have passed since our mothers passing and now my father is going on 83 yrs and lives with me, his health is declining but he is doing ok, but my sister was diagnosed with stage 4 melanoma Aug 2010. All the traditional treatment had not worked, chemo etc..... and the cancer is very aggressive and spreading despite all the treatment they have tried thus far. In January she had to have a partial mastectomy as a tumor in her breast had gotten so big it was going to come through the skin. She did wonderfully. As she was getting tests to start yet another clinical trial they ordered a CT scan and found she had a blood clot in her heart..she just had her 52nd birthday April 10th.

So a lot is going on here in my life. I am a single mother, working as a visiting nurse. I don't date; my life is too complicated right now but I have always dreamed, you may say I have a calling, to see Montana, be there. I love horses and riding, even went to school for equine studies. I have said I want to meet a cowboy from Montana, really actually want one to find me here on Long Island, NY.

As fate would have it, I did, he was here training horses, I met him Dec 16th the same day my little bird showed up at my window. I told him I was waiting for a cowboy from Montana to find me me here, he said "Found ya", and I replied, "This is unreal"... to which he said "Sometimes the unreal happens", it's called HOPE. I also placed a cross around my neck that same weekend Dec 16th, it was one of my children's from when they made their communion and I found it in the Christmas decorations. Coincidence?? Perhaps.. a Message??? I don't know.

So after meeting this cowboy I picked his brain all about Montana, I have done tons of research of the area of the state I want to see and wouldn't ya know, its right near where I want to go. I am trying to plan a sisters get-away so she can see it with me, I have another sister too, so it would be all three of us, a trip of a lifetime.

I have been trying to understand why this little red bird has come to me..could it me my mother.. coming for my dad?? He too has cancer and has been feeling faint, he goes for a full cardiac workup next week. Is it a message to get to Montana, a place I've never been to but just calls for me.. I don't know. All I know is she comes to me every morning, does a little fly by with a few taps on the window, most days she wakes me up at sun up and stays all day, looks at me, hops up and down and taps on the window. I have put paper draw liners taped to the window to block her reflection, but that has not stopped her, she will be in the 1 inch of window that isn't covered. She is persistent. I have put suction cups to the outer window and hung a cross from it, it stopped her for a day or so, but now she's not phased. I was afraid she was going to hurt herself, but she has been here going on 5 months and seems fine. Her mate is with her, he sings beautifully and doesn't come to the window, just stays in the brush. I wish I knew what she wants, or is trying to tell me.

Right now I am working on going to Montana with my sister's in July for 6 days. If I get the answer, or message, I'll let you know. If you have any insight on this please let me know. As the weather has gotten better she spends less time in my window, for the first few months it was from sun up till sundown, lately she comes by in the am, to wake me up and then a few times throughout the day.. It's so strange, I just don't now what to make of it. It makes me worry over both my father and my sister.

~ Diane

Friday, April 13, 2012

Little Red Birds work in Mysterious Ways

Everyday is a gift and then there are day's I actually receive a gift, like this most recent story shared with me from a Little Red Bird fan named Lynn. I receive a lot of stories of new friends telling me how our little red bird is connected to a loved one lost. Lately, I'm learning that our little red bird will come to those just to bring some hope during extreme times. With her permission, I'm honored to share my new friend Lynn's beautiful cardinal story here:

April 6, 2012
Lynn (friend from LRB FB Page):

"A friend posted something from your website and I had to message you. I am in recovery ,just celebrated two years clean. Not sure of you know anything about Narcotics Anonymous or Alcoholics Anonymous but part of working the Twelve Steps is finding A God of our understanding aka Higher Power aka Power greater than ourselves. Mine is nature but more specifically Red Birds..long story why. Anyway I love your website."

I responded and shared some stories that would connect us. She then opened up and shared her beautiful story here:

"......WOW, "Little Red Birds" work in mysterious ways....."

"I met my red bird while in a residential treatment facility called Mothers Making A Change. I was facing losing custody of my children if I didn't complete a program.. I was pretty angry about being there . We lived in apartments and in the a.m. I would drink my coffee and smoke a cig before group. This day I was supposed to tell my life story ( a requirement on your 30th day) and I had decided to just leave the facility. I looked over and two feet away in this tiny tree was a red bird just chirping away and bobbing up and down as if he were fussing at me. This went on for like 2 minutes and I said to myself "Good grief. Fine. I'll stay and I'll tell my life story today" and he stopped. So I went to "group" in another apartment. I was sitting in our circle getting ready to tell my life story and looked out on the deck and there sat the red bird and all my nervousness disappeared. My red bird appears at all the right times (when I need reminders to pray cause something is taking up alot of space in my head and I am troubled or if I am really just peaceful and serene and more) I am certain that my HP speaks to me subtly thru the redbird. I am looking forward to your "Gems of Wisdom" book. I have always loved quotes and saying or as you call them "chirps". I, too, am looking forward to staying connected!"

A Little Red Bird Cheer

I seemed to have had a cloud hovering over me all day yesterday. I just couldn't seem to shake it. No reason ~ nothing particular happend. It was just a gray kind of day. I was in a funk. I made it through the day without dwelling on the "why's" or trying to find a reason. I just accepted that it was "one of those days!".

Once I got home from work, I went out onto my little back patio to grill up some dinner. I was greeted immediately by both the female and the male cardinal. They both flew to the tree directly in front of my patio. The female was hopping from one branch to another, chirpping away, nevering letting me out of her sight. The bright red male had so much energy he kept flying from the tree to the fence and back. The female wasn't going anywhere. At one point she got on the ground and started hopping towards the patio. A wave of love, light and happiness came over me. I thought today was going to be the day I get to touch my little bird. I even put my open hand out welcoming her. I felt like she wanted to be near me.

A neighbor friend was walking by and stopped to talk to me. My friend stood there amazed that my little bird wouldn't leave the tree....

It was so soothing & so knowing! It knew this was a gift for me! She was there just for me :)! Needless to say, my funk was completely gone! Woohoo ~ what a day!

Monday, April 9, 2012

Easter 2012

Easter always holds some somber memories as it was the day before Easter in 2008 our Mary left for Heaven... So in addition to celebrating the re-birth of Jesus, we celebrate a new birth of Mary into the place of eternal spiritual bliss.
Kelsey & Brett brought some beautiful flowers to their mommys grave this Easter! Warmed my heart and even brought a tear to my eye.

When I got home from my Easter celebrations at my in-laws, I went outside my apt for a few minutes and was first greeted by a vibrant red cardinal and then a single Robin... What a sweet treat. I believe it was my Mary & my dad ;)!! They flew away after I recognized them... I just knew...

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Little Red Bird connection

There are some beautiful connections I have made through my Little Red Bird FB page and am so honored to share this heartfelt Little Red Bird story from my new friend Tova:

I have my own little red bird story. I had just been through another one of those horrible, mind-twisting, degrading episodes of screaming conflict with someone who was treating me in a mentally abusive manner. Without going into any more detail, suffice it to say that the outcome of the ordeal was that I felt I could not stay another moment in my own home, grabbed my coat and ran outside into the cold white Canadian winter. Where was I to go? I was newly back in the country, did not drive, and... had NOWHERE to go. So I went and sat in the car - thank G-d it was open.

I sat and cried & cried and tried to calm down, waves of anger and frustration and hopelessness coursing through me until I was finally tired out. After the storm came the quiet stillness of depleted calm. I sat and breathed, and sat and breathed. I knew I would have to go back in soon, where I was needed, but not yet. I was not ready yet. So I just stared out the window in what might have been an open-mouthed, unfocused kind of way, more aware of the tears wet on my face and lashes than of anything else around me. And then the anomaly. Something so odd, it took a few moments for my mind to understand what I was seeing. My surroundings outside the car were for the most part a red-brick little house, brown tree beside the car, and snow covered yard with a large bush up ahead of me. There, amidst the frosted white branches, deep inside the bush was something strikingly - red. RED! Red! Red didn't belong there. In the middle of a bush out in our yard in the middle of Canadian winter. And I came to realise that it was a bird! I think I must have held my breath after first gasping in awe. It just couldn't be!

I'd never seen a red bird before, much less in the middle of winter, perched straight ahead - as though it had been waiting there for me all along, waiting for me to find it. And it had been... all that time. This was one of those moments where the shock of improbability leads to a slow perception of secondary, though more probable meaning.

This was my red bird. G-d sent me this bird, I was sure of it. He had sent me a sign, to jolt me out of my world and into His. It was flagrant, crimson, an attention flag to lead me back to faith in Divine Providence and the knowledge that I was not alone in a barren landscape. G-d was with me, waiting to comfort me in my pain. And comfort it was. I sat, stared, indulged and delighted in this... this Cardinal! It must have been a Cardinal, a male I was to learn later on. It was MY bird, more than it was anyone's on the planet, and it was NOT flying away. I was getting cold. Not even when I got up to return to the house, having returned to myself, did it fly away. It wasn't going to leave me and I took further comfort because of it. I had gained strength now, in this little secret I shared with G-d... I was able to go on.

In the coming weeks and months I continued to see this bird, and was no less amazed each time I spotted it, or when my children told me that it had a mate - a dun coloured female - and a nest in our tree, that they tended together. Somewhere in nature, things were proceeding as they should.

My little red bird came to reassure me... all things were well with the World.

A Visit for Lisa

Our sister Lisa text me yesterday:

Hey! Two cardinals were chirping at me today on my run. Running is when i think of Mary. She was cheering me on<:)>

Both times the cardinal was looking directly at me chirping as loud as she could!

Until We Meet Again